If Platinum Embrace had run into the Ancient Dream Saintess five days earlier, he would never have minded personally slicing her into a thousand pieces.
But now, the situation had undergone a complete reversal.
As the Golden Clan Great Chieftain's younger brother, Platinum Embrace had more than enough channels to obtain vast amounts of intelligence that neither Meng Chao nor Ice Storm possessed.
After fitting this intelligence together seamlessly with the truth Meng Chao had told him, this lion warrior, whose mind was far from simple, had reached a conclusion that was eight or nine parts certain.
"Kanus, you dog only fit to eat carrion..."
Platinum Embrace's eyelids twitched as he muttered to himself.
Then came another string of unwilling coughs. He coughed until blood sprayed from his throat and chest, his face turning so pale it was nearly transparent, revealing the cracked bones beneath.
"What do you want?"
Platinum Embrace, believing he had figured everything out, swallowed mouthfuls of foul-smelling blood and forcibly stabilized his fatal injuries. His eyes released their final sharp gleams as he fixed Meng Chao with a blazing stare. "Since you were willing to honestly tell me everything, and even dared let me meet the Ancient Dream Saintess, you must want something from me, right?"
"I don't know."
Meng Chao shook his head, wearing an expression half helplessness and half confusion. "Originally, we thought that under the Great Horned Rat God's blessing and Saintess's command, we had a chance of taking Crimson Gold City, or at least Hundred Blades City, shaking the Five Great Clans to their core and establishing a Sixth Clan belonging solely to the rat people—the Great Horned Clan.
"But the disastrous defeat beneath Hundred Blades City completely shattered our dream and thoroughly cleared our heads.
"Now, we only wanted to live—of